I was kidnapped
once…in Nampa Idaho. By some truckers that I didn’t even fucking know; because
of some fucking guy I barely fucking knew. They forced me to come with them on
the hunt for this guy I barely even knew, over one hundred and fifty dollars.
They kidnapped me because of someone else, because of one hundred and fifty
dollars. I had no Idea where he was. Not sure but I think his name was Jason.
My sister and brother in-law actually saved my ass that day. Those fucking
truckers that I didn’t even know held me at gunpoint (well, one of them had a
gun…the other two had fathead screwdrivers the size of crowbars) for an hour
and a half as they drove around looking for the guy.

When I got
home, I was living with my sister, the only thing I could think of doing was
grabbing my brother in-law’s shot gun and fucking killing those truckers that I
didn’t even know. My sister and brother in-law saved those truckers that I
didn’t even knew, because I was going to kill them, but she and he wouldn’t let
me leave with the gun.

All over one
hundred and fifty dollars, and some guy I barely even knew.

No

Those dumb
fucking truckers almost died, because I wanted to go hang out with some fucking
guy I barely even knew, that I didn’t even like, because he might have drugs…